Checking in for 100,000 Years Chapter 1047: Joining the Ten Thousand Monster God Temple

An hour afterward.

Within the Yin Yang Cave.

The surging, wild Yin-Yang energy had vanished, completely absorbed by the Yin-Yang Pearl.

Ye Yun, accompanied by Gu Anran, emerged from the entrance of the Yin Yang Cave.

"Master, why is he still waiting outside!"

Upon exiting the Yin Yang Cave, Ye Yun immediately noticed Palace Master Cang Ming aboard the Celestial Boat amidst the surrounding black mist.

A peculiar, indescribable emotion stirred within him.

Even though his master had lost his memories, certain deeply ingrained aspects seemed to persist.

A figure swiftly approached as Cang Ming flew closer. He examined the pair and exclaimed with palpable excitement, "Heaven has truly blessed us! You two have finally emerged. I was beginning to worry something had befallen you!"

"Palace Master, we are both perfectly fine, not in the slightest bit of trouble. You can set your mind at ease!"

Gu Anran replied with a smile.

During their journey back, Ye Yun had provided her with certain instructions, naturally implying that specific details were not to be disclosed.

Gu Anran, understanding this, maintained her silence.

"That is excellent news. We shall now return to the Ten Thousand Monster God Temple!"

Cang Ming offered a slight smile.

Ye Yun nodded and re-boarded the Celestial Boat with his junior sister.

The Celestial Boat altered its course and departed from the vicinity.

Upon arrival at the Ten Thousand Monster God Temple, following Ye Yun's suggestion, both he and his junior sister formally became disciples of Cang Ming.

This action, in essence, fulfilled a long-held ambition.

In his previous existence, they had been master and disciple, and in this current life, that same bond was rekindled.

This unyielding master-disciple connection, enduring for a hundred thousand years, was once again sustained.

To welcome two new disciples, Cang Ming was naturally overjoyed and organized a special apprenticeship ceremony. He extended invitations to the other eight temple masters and several senior Elders to gather in the Ninth Hall for the occasion.

The entire event was remarkably spirited and continued throughout the day.

Subsequent to the apprenticeship ceremony, Cang Ming began imparting his cultivation techniques to Ye Yun and Gu Anran.

Due to some minor injuries Cang Ming sustained within the Yin Yang Cave, he proceeded into closed-door cultivation shortly after imparting the techniques.

Having been accepted as personal disciples by the Ninth Hall Master, Ye Yun and Gu Anran were each granted their own cave dwellings.

Despite their master bestowing cultivation methods upon them, neither of them immediately commenced practicing.

For Ye Yun, reaffirming his discipleship under Cang Ming was primarily a means to perpetuate the master-disciple relationship from a hundred thousand years prior.

As for junior sister Gu Anran, her entire focus was dedicated to cultivating the Yin-Yang Reverse Jue, leaving her no time to engage with Cang Ming's offered techniques.

Their respective cave dwellings were situated adjacent to one another.

Periodically, after a session of cultivation, Gu Anran would visit to share tea and converse with Ye Yun, exchanging their insights on their respective cultivation journeys.

These days unfolded with a sense of comfort and tranquility.

In what seemed like the blink of an eye, half a year had elapsed.

During this interval, Ye Yun's cultivation experienced remarkable advancement, progressing from the Fifth Layer of the God Venerate Realm to the Eighth Layer of the God Venerate Realm.

The Divine King Realm was now within close reach.

Ye Yun possessed an abundance of resources; even the minimal utilization of these led to such rapid progress.

Had he employed more potent cultivation resources, he likely would have approached the Divine Emperor Realm by now.

However, Ye Yun harbored no desire to accelerate his cultivation to such an extent.

The cheat he had activated for a hundred thousand years was far too potent; reaching the apex prematurely would render the journey meaningless.

He much preferred to relish the experience of the path itself.

Since his rebirth, Ye Yun had encountered numerous surviving Divine Dragons, his junior sister, his master, and even some cherished former confidantes.

These reunions provided Ye Yun with a profound sense of fulfillment.

...

"Begone!"

A sharp, clear shout suddenly emanated from his junior sister's cave.

Mid-cultivation, Ye Yun's brow furrowed, and he extended his Divine Sense to survey the surroundings.

Outside his junior sister's cave, two or three young men stood side-by-side, their faces etched with anger.

Of the three youths, two were at the Tenth Layer of the True God Realm, while the third had attained the First Layer of the God Monarch Realm.

The youth who had reached the God Monarch Realm was clad in golden robes, exuding an unintentional, faint aura of nobility.

"I say, Gu Anran, you would be wise not to be ungrateful. My Brother Jin, after all, holds the esteemed position of the Second Hall Master's son; his noble status is not something you can afford to trifle with!"

A young man with eyes like a leopard, arms crossed defiantly, sneered icily.

At the entrance of the cave, a graceful figure attired in white materialized.

Gu Anran, with her hands clasped behind her back and an expression of utter indifference, stated in a deep, resonant voice, "Brother Jin, allow me to reiterate: I possess no interest in men!"

"You little girl, if you do not fancy men, do you perhaps favor women?"

A youth clad in a golden robe from the God Monarch Realm arched an eyebrow, letting out a hearty laugh.

"Get lost!"

Gu Anran’s brow furrowed, displeasure coloring her expression as she retorted.

This individual, Jin by name, was the offspring of the Second Hall Master. He had arrived at her dwelling that day with the stated purpose of inviting her to train.

She was fully aware of his underlying motives.

Beyond her senior brother and master, she held no desire for companionship with anyone else.

The leopard-eyed young man flushed with anger. "Gu Anran, you are merely a recently accepted disciple under the Ninth Hall Master. In terms of both status and cultivation realm, you pale in comparison to our Brother Jin. How dare you show such disrespect to sect elders? What is your transgression?"

"What sort of elders do you consider yourselves to be, you collection of trash?"

A white silhouette flickered, and Ye Yun materialized instantaneously before the assembled group.

"Senior Brother!"

The moment Ye Yun’s appearance registered, the tension on Gu Anran’s face morphed into a relieved smile.

In her senior brother’s presence, she experienced an ineffable sense of warmth.

"Ye, are you intending to interfere in this affair as well?"

The young man bearing the surname Jin’s gaze turned sharp and menacing.

"Scram!"

Ye Yun let out a cold snort, then swiftly seized the Little Mirror resting on his shoulder and flung it forward.

Whoosh!

The diminutive Imitation Mirror shot through the air with astonishing velocity, impacting the chests of the trio before they could even muster a reaction.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Three dull thuds resounded, followed by the youths’ cries of pain as they were violently propelled backward.

Crumpling to the ground, each individual coughed up a mouthful of blood, the signs of severe internal trauma evident.

"Master, I am but a humble brick, ready to be struck wherever you decree!"

The Imitation Mirror returned, chuckling softly.

"What manner of treasure is this? It has even birthed an Artifact Spirit!"

The young man named Jin struggled to his feet, wiping the blood from his lips, his voice laced with disbelief.

Within the entirety of the Ten Thousand Monster God Temple, not a single treasure had ever manifested an Artifact Spirit.

Yet, this fellow named Ye possessed a treasure endowed with an Artifact Spirit.

"Let’s depart!"

A malevolent glint in his eyes, the young man surnamed Jin abruptly turned and retreated with his two junior companions.

Observing the trio’s vanishing figures, Ye Yun offered a faint, knowing smile.

Now affiliated with the Ten Thousand Monster God Temple, he had exercised restraint, deliberately refraining from terminating those arrogant individuals.

However, Ye Yun was acutely aware.

Having dealt with the younger generation, it was only natural for the elder figures to emerge.

Regardless of who presented themselves, Ye Yun was determined to make them rue their audacity.

...

The three individuals hastened back to the Second Hall at a breakneck pace.

Within a magnificent chamber.

The trio burst through the entrance.

"My son, who has inflicted such grievous injuries upon you?"

The Second Palace Master, upon beholding his son’s bloodied state, immediately rose, his countenance hardening with rage.

"Father, it was that disciple of the Ninth Hall Master, surnamed Ye, who launched an assault and severely wounded the three of us!"

The young man bearing the surname Jin declared with a raised voice.

"Is he not merely at the third level of the True God Realm? How could he possibly defeat you?"

The Second Palace Master inquired, a note of surprise in his tone.

"He wields a peculiar treasure; its strikes are incredibly potent, rendering them impossible to evade..."

The young man surnamed Jin elaborated, pausing momentarily.

He hesitated, his gaze falling upon the elegantly attired man standing beside his father.

"This is your Uncle, Vast Sea Heavenly Lord. He is not an outsider but kin; speak freely."

The Second Palace Master offered a placating chuckle.

The azure-robed man at his side also inclined his head, a welcoming smile directed at the young man surnamed Jin.

"That treasure was an unusual, exceedingly small mirror, and this diminutive mirror possessed an Artifact Spirit!"

The young man surnamed Jin conveyed this information in a grave tone.

"A treasure accompanied by an Artifact Spirit?"

Upon hearing this, a noticeable twitch affected the facial muscles of the Second Palace Master.

"Brother Jin Liu, observing that Ninth Hall Master Cang Ming is currently in seclusion, perhaps I should handle this matter, thereby sparing you any potential embarrassment!"

Vast Sea Heavenly Lord’s eyes gleamed with interest, and he bowed deferentially, volunteering his services.